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Thursday Thirteen #14: 13 Things I Love About Washington
Where thou art – that – is Home.
~Emily Dickinson
It’s time for the Thursday Thirteen again (okay so I missed a week or two… or months, whatever). If you have a Thursday Thirteen of your own, leave your website in the comments section and I’ll try my darndest to visit it ![]()
This week’s TT is dedicated to my new home state. I love it so much. Huzzy and I plan to be here as long as we can. And we are planning on retiring here when we get to that point.

The Top 13 Reasons I Love Washington State
- This state has the best roads I’ve ever seen. I’m coming from Michigan where everything is under road construction, but no road will be fixed unless a pothole swallows a car. Seriously. They won’t patch until the pothole is nearly a foot wide. Just the other day, I went through road construction here where they were tearing up the road. Um, I’m didn’t even notice ANY potholes on the road and yet it’s being fixed. Yay!
- I love being near the water. Coming from Michigan, we were never were more than an hour from a Great Lake. I love being so close to water everywhere here.
- Speaking of water… I am LOVING the tides here. I love how it changes the beaches (if you can call rocks that).
- I love the house I’m in and the large backyard for the dogs (even though my landlords are kinda a pain in the rear)
- I love how green everything is. Even when we arrived in winter and there weren’t any leaves on the trees, the evergreens and the grass were still green.
- I love the weather. When it “rains” it is 99% of the time still LIGHT outside. Nothing like in Michigan when it rains and the sky turns so dark it could be night. Heck, most of the time when they call for a rainy day, it only rains for like 10% of the day. In Michigan, if it’s a rainy day, it RAINS ALL DAY.
- Speaking of rain… uh, what they call rain here is what we call “sprinkles” and “misting” in Michigan. People freak out here when it actually rains hard.
- People freak out with snow too. If lucky, they may get 10 inches of snow total in a year. Compare that to the 170+ inches we received last year in Michigan and… heck, I’ll take the 10 inches. And ya know what, I’ll actually ENJOY the snow. I hate snow in Michigan because It. Never. Stops. But here, I’ll take it!
- And the temperature? Uh… yeah, 40 isn’t that cold (not when you PRAY for windchills above 0 for weeks on end in Michigan and cheer when they hit 20 above). And there is no freakin’ humidity here. Seriously. I was here when the “OhMyGodI’mGonnaDie” heat hit last summer. All 90-100 degrees of it. And I was confused because it felt like 80 to me. I like not walking outside and being drenched in sweat immediately. Or feeling as though you’ve stepped into a sauna so hot your breath is taken away. Or so hot that if you sit on a penny in a hot car, Lincoln is permanently burned on your thigh (ah-hem.. Sespi!)
- This place is really dog friendly. Michigan is not.
- I’m absolutely loving the military spouses I’ve met here. I think I’m making more friends here than I have ever.
- I love the mountains. Love, love, LOVE them. Olympics to my west and Cascades to my east. My breath is taken away every time I come over a hill and see the snow-capped mountains. Especially on clear days when I can see Mt. Rainier looming like it’s just a few miles away.
- And the best reason ever: This where Huzzy will return when he comes back from sea. This is our home.
Thursday Thirteen #13: Awkward Family Photos
Every survival kit should include a sense of humor.
~Author Unknown
It’s time for the Thursday Thirteen again (okay so I missed a week or two… or month, whatever). If you have a Thursday Thirteen of your own, leave your website in the comments section and I’ll try my darndest to visit it ![]()
This week’s TT is dedicated to a site that makes me smile every day., mostly because it scares me how some of my family photos could easily end up on there (though more on the “wow, she has a mullet” side, than the “why is the dad naked in the family photo” side). It’s a newly-found site. I hope you enjoy it.

My 13 Most Recent Favorite AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com Postings
Thursday Thirteen #12: 13 Things I Look Forward to When I Finally Live with Huzzy
More marriages might survive if the partners realized that sometimes the better comes after the worse.
~Doug Larson
Better HAS to come after the worse for us. Because this is getting bad. The actual deployment doesn’t bother me. I signed up for that. What I DIDN’T sign up for was also being apart from him while he’s on land.
If I were in Washington, I’d still not have him for Christmas. However, I could get through Christmas quite easily because I could look forward to the coming months when we’d be together. However, as it is now, it’s looking like–unless there is a miracle–I won’t move until after he’s left on another deployment. He has told me that his “land time” has been changed and will be very, very short before going back out to sea.
It’s time for the Thursday Thirteen again. If you have a Thursday Thirteen of your own, leave your website in the comments section and I’ll try my darndest to visit it ![]()
So here I am, looking into the future and not knowing when I’ll see my husband again. Not knowing when I’ll get to live with him again. So for today’s Thursday Thirteen, I’m doing a list of 13 Things I Look Forward to When I Finally Live with My Husband Again.

13 Things I Look Forward to When I Finally Live with Huzzy
- Waking up next to him every morning.
- Laying my head on his shoulder.
- It will be HIS turn to take care of all the dogs.
- He holds my hand when we are in the car. Awww.
- If I’m living with Huzzy, that means we are settled. Which means I’ll have all my clothes… not the 10 changes I currently have.
- If we are settled, I will have a real bed. Not a twin mattress on the floor.
- Huzzy taking out the garbage.
- Cuddling together on the couch watching a movie.
- Having him come up behind me and slide his arms around my waist and give me a big hug… at random times.
- Having someone to cook for.
- Having someone to talk to after I leave work and share things with.
- … intimate things.
- Him. Most of all, I just look forward to being around him.
Thursday Thirteen #11: Welcome Home
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
~Edna St Vincent Millay
No, it’s not Huzzy’s homecoming that I’m blogging about today (I wish… but that’ll happen next year). But after yesterday’s tribute to those who have served, today’s Thursday Thirteen is about the homecomings of those Soldiers, Sailors, Marines and Airmen. More specifically, about the homecomings to their best friends… the dogs in their life.
When Huzzy comes home, I had planned on videotaping him coming into the house (wherever the heck we are) and watching the dogs’ reactions to him. I know it’ll be video-worthy.
It’s time for the Thursday Thirteen again. If you have a Thursday Thirteen of your own, leave your website in the comments section and I’ll try my darndest to visit it
So here are 13 videos (there are several in the last one, so that adds up to 13 or so). I found these at the Mental_Floss blog. Warning: you might want to grab a tissue.
1.
Gracie welcomes her daddy home from Afghanistan. The wife saying that she’s going to cry actually made the tears flow for me.
2.
Buddy welcomes his owner home after seven months. This cracks me up because the dog is so darn excited that he just can’t stand still enough for his owner to pick him up.
3.
These are the weirdest sounds I’ve heard from dogs. It sounds so incredibly human.
4. Click here for a video I’ve seen so many times, yet it’s so worth it each time (not a YouTube, so I can’t imbed it into this blog). It’s two dogs greeting their owner after 14 months in Iraq.
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You gotta love Basset Hounds! Reggie welcomes his person back from Afghanistan.
6.
Rocky greets his favorite Soldier.
7.
Tiny dogs greet their person after a month away for training.
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Boxer greets his owner. A bit timid at first, but the enthusiasm grows!
9.
Doxies greet their Sailor after an eight month deployment to Kuwait.
10.
This soldier nearly becomes his dogs’ human hurdle!
11-13.
Tired of seeing dogs greet their owners? (yeah, neither am I, but that’s all I have!). Check out these heartwarming reunions of our military members surprising their children with their homecoming. If you haven’t cried yet… get ready to!

Thursday Thirteen #10: 13 Reasons I Hate Winter
Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.”
~Robert Byrne
It’s time for the Thursday Thirteen again. If you have a Thursday Thirteen of your own, leave your website in the comments section and I’ll try my darndest to visit it
I can’t believe I’m still living in Michigan. I thought for sure that I’d be in Washington by fall. I am SO not wanting to deal with another Michigan winter. So, in honor of the fact that it actually SNOWED today (no accumulation, thank God), I thought I’d find a fitting “Thursday Thirteen.” So here it is:
13 Reasons I Hate Winter
- It takes 5 minutes just to put on all your outwear so you can walk the 2 seconds to your car to turn it on so that it can warm up 10 minutes. Driving on a super-cold engine isn’t good. Then you go back inside, take off your outerwear, do something for five minutes (’cause if you leave your outerwear on too long you get too hot… and then it doesn’t feel like you are wearing anything when you go back outside) and then start putting it all back on.
- It takes significantly longer to take the dogs outside. Greyhounds need jackets when humans need jackets. And Skah, the fuzzy wonder dog, looooooooves the snow (hey, his breed originated in the mountains!) and usually likes to take lots of time outside.
- It is dark when I get up. I hate this. It makes me feel like I didn’t get enough sleep.
- It is dark when I get home. I hate this, too. Makes me feel like it’s bedtime and I don’t get much accomplished.
- Shoveling snow. Back-breaking work. ‘Nuff said.
- It’s tough to stay active in winter when you can’t go outside for more than 5 minutes because the -20 degree weather (yes, negative 20) means you start getting frostbite within minutes.
- Snow starts flying in October. It can fly through April. Heck, May has been known to have a 6-inch snowstorm. That’s seven months of winter. It feels like it never ends.
- Heating a house to 64-65 degrees (my normal temperature since the Greyhounds get too cold at the 62 I used to set the thermostat for) in sub-zero temps means $200+ electric bills a month. My hands and feet are cold from October to May. In fact, my nails are generally a lovely purple color most of that time due to the iciness of them.
- You know how pale Edward is in the Twilight series? He looks like he has a tan compared to how I look mid-February. If I don’t wear foundation and blush, people will continually ask, “Oh my gosh… you look horrible… are you feeling okay?” Stupid translucent skin (though I am lucky that it tans nicely in the summer).
- Dirty snow. Everywhere. Snow that doesn’t melt for 3+ months at a time gets realllly dirty along driveways and roads. It’s not pretty. In fields, yes… but everywhere else, it’s pretty darn ugly a few days after it falls.
- Other drivers. Seriously… if it is snowing/icing/sleeting… slow the &*$@ down! I can drive just fine in the snow. However, I’m not a miracle worker who can magically avoid all the idiots on the road who think that since they have an SUV or snow tires that that somehow makes them magically be able to drive 60 mph on an ice-covered road.
- We have mostly deciduous trees around here. Which is absolutely gorgeous in the spring, summer and fall (which constitutes only 5 months of the year, COMBINED). Not so in the winter. The trees look dead with no leaves and combine that with the dirty snow and the fact that it gets dark at 5 p.m. and you have one very depressing landscape.
- People who say that they’d rather deal with a Michigan winter than a Florida summer. Let’s look at this from a numbers point of view. When I was in school, we considered “room temperature” to be 72 degrees. This is the temperature that the majority of humans are comfortable at. For the sake of ease, let’s call it 70 degrees. So a Florida summer generally is in the 90s and 100s. Let’s be nice and say that with the heat index, it can easily get to 120 degrees. That is a 50 degree deviation from the generally accepted “comfortable” temp. The same 50 degrees the other way is 20 degrees. We can easily reach a -20 in real temp with the windchill at -30 (two winters ago I remember us sitting at -18 for three days and we rejoiced when after two weeks, we finally went above zero). Negative 30 is a 100 degree variation from the “comfortable” temp. That is a variation equivalent of 170 degrees on the hot end! So we deal with a wider range of deviation from “normal.” Yup, I’d rather deal with a hot summer than a freakin’ cold winter. Now, I don’t like hot, humid summers at all (and Michigan has those too!) but I’d rather deal with that than the cold of winter.
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s Friday Funny! I have a hilarious video of the fuzzy pup Skah and how “brave” he was last night.















